This is a song about "Left"

I practiced till that shit made perfect

I'm still confused about why you left

Take away what ever's left

Half your body laying on my chest

That’s only if they handle

Left you bitches there standing idle

All the people you left behind.

The glare makes me hard to find

So with your mind left exploded

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

That happen to act like a black president

He was being a bully so i left

With the rest who are left

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Take the exit, the nearest left

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent